C29 A Rare Gentleness

Yao Qingyu was furious. She knew that this man was deliberately making things difficult for her and wanted to get angry, but she held it in and said, "Okay, I'll go!" Then, she walked towards the kitchen.

Hearing the sound of cutting vegetables coming from the kitchen, the corner of Qiao Zi'ang's mouth curled up.

It was as if she was venting her anger. She vented everything on the chicken and chopped the chicken with all her might.

She watched as the chicken that had been cut into pieces had turned into neat pieces of meat and was placed into the pot.

On the other side, she had already started to steam the rice.

The fish was still alive when she bought it at the supermarket, but it was killed and the fish scales were removed. It was better not to keep it for too long. When she thought about how the fish also needed to cook, she cut open the fish's belly.

The fish still needed to be steamed. After making up her mind, she used another pot and filled the fish's stomach with a lot of medicine, all of which were used to supplement the body.

In an hour, Yao Qingyu had prepared all the dishes and carried them out one by one.

Qiao Zi'ang did not have the appetite to eat. After he took them out, he smelled an alluring fragrance. However, he had eaten too much breakfast, and now he could not eat even if he wanted to.

"Come, eat." Yao Qingyu carried it in front of him and winked at him.

Since she could not eat it, then she would wait for this man to eat it.

"I only asked you to cook and didn't intend to eat." She looked at the chicken in a bowl. Below it was rice, and there was a layer of chicken on top. There was honey juice on top of it. It looked delicious at first glance.

He looked at the fish. Its belly was bulging. It was obviously stuffed with food. Although it did not look good, he could already smell the fragrance of the fish.

There was also pork and some vegetables, which filled up the entire tray.

He stared at them and swallowed his saliva.

Yao Qingyu carried the tray away and placed it on the table. "When do you want to eat it? Tell me. I'll heat it up for you."

She said in a good-tempered manner.

Was this woman crazy? When did she become so gentle? Qiao Zi'ang's heart was full of question marks.

Yao Qingyu walked to the side of the bed and sat down. She then picked up her phone and played non-stop.

"I will sleep for half an hour. After half an hour, help me heat up the food." Qiao Zi'ang said and fell towards the bed.

Yao Qingyu was stunned. Half an hour later? It was hot now and she didn't want to eat. She had to wait until half an hour later when the food was cold and let her eat when it was hot?

Half an hour later, she carried the food on the plate and went to heat it up. The pot was just hot and there were still some oil flowers inside. Just as she poured the fish in, her arm splashed.

"Ah!" She bit her lower lip and cried softly. Then, she opened the cold water and put her arm over to wash it.

After a while, one of her arms went down the back of her hand. It was completely red and it hurt as soon as it touched it.

Qiao Zi'ang was awakened by the sound. Although it was only a slight sound, he still woke up. He opened his eyes and saw that there was no one in the room. When he heard the sound in the kitchen, he picked up his phone. It had been half an hour. She had gone to heat up the food.

He sat up and waited for her. Now he could eat.

Yao Qingyu walked out of the kitchen. The sleeve that she put down could not cover the redness on the back of her hand at all. She held the tray in her hand and walked over. It was steaming hot.

Qiao Zi'ang saw her put it down and immediately retracted his hand and frowned.

"Let's eat together." Qiao Zi'ang looked at her.

Yao Qingyu nodded and answered obediently. She always felt that he was strange today. Forget it, she just had to take good care of him.

She picked up two pairs of chopsticks and handed them to him. She took the pair herself.

When she handed the chopsticks to him, the redness on the back of her hand was immediately exposed in his eyes.

"What's wrong with your hands?" Qiao Zi'ang frowned.

She retracted her hand and smiled awkwardly. "I'm fine."

What was he doing? It was just that his hand was scalded. Why did this man look so anxious? What did it mean?

"Let me see!" Qiao Zi'ang ordered.

She had no choice but to reach out her hand. She lowered her head and looked at the ground.

"You are not a child anymore. You are still so rash when you do things!" Qiao Zi'ang said casually.

Her heart felt warm.

Qiao Zi'ang picked up the ointment on his head and did not apply it on her. He was injured and the doctor opened it. He only used it once and did not use it again.

Qiao Zi'ang followed the direction of the back of his hand and wiped it up until he realized something was wrong. He rolled up her sleeve and saw that there was a red mark on her arm that was moving towards the direction of the back of her hand.

She lowered her head and did not dare to look into his eyes.

Qiao Zi'ang quickly applied good medicine for her. At the same time, he felt somewhat guilty. More importantly, he was angry. "His hands are already like this, and he doesn't know how to say it out loud? How long do you want to endure? Or do you want to destroy your skin? "

After applying the ointment, the first thing he felt was a cool sensation. After a while, it was boiling hot, making him want to immediately fall into the cold water.

Her arm was still being held by him. She felt unbearable pain and wanted to pull her arm back.

"Don't move!" He clenched his fist tightly. "Just bear with it for a while."

She did not move. She gritted her teeth and endured.

After a while, she finally felt much better. She pulled her arm back. "No, I'm fine."

"Okay." Qiao Zi'ang hummed from his throat. It was neither hot nor cold, and no one could tell that he was angry or happy.

The atmosphere lasted for a while. She could not resist the silence and said, "Hurry up and eat. The food is going to be cold."

"Yes." Just like the voice just now, Qiao Zi'ang hummed again.

Then, he picked up the chopsticks and started to eat.

She really wanted to eat too, but after the burning pain in her right arm, she could not use her strength at all.

She could only watch as this man ate so well, but his expression was still as terrible as before.

Qiao Zi'ang quickly finished eating and carried her to the bed. His expression was still not good, as if someone owed him a few hundred million.

She allowed the man to place her on the bed, take off her shoes, and lean on the pillow behind her. She did not know where she got up, but in the next moment, a pair of chopsticks appeared in Qiao Zi'ang's hands. He held it and fed it to her. "Eat."

"Ah?" She was stunned? This man was feeding her food? She was sure she didn't mishear him?

Qiao Zi'ang said with a gloomy face, "Your right hand can be eaten?" He knew that the ointment was very effective, but he had to have strength in four hours.

After one night, her arm could completely recover, and even the red mark would disappear.

"You don't know how to open your mouth?" His hand had been raised for a while. This woman...

"Oh." She obediently opened her mouth and swallowed the food he fed her.

The meal went on and on until she finished it. She wanted to clean it up, but Qiao Zi'ang stopped her. "Leave it there for now."

With one sentence, she retracted her hand.

She obediently leaned on the bed and looked at the man sitting by the bed. She did not know why, but she still liked that man. The man now cared about her hand and hurt it, so she could not get used to it.

"Um, my hand is fine. Don't worry." She was the first to break the awkwardness.

"Who's worried? I'm afraid I'll be disabled and no one will cook for me" Qiao Zi'ang snorted coldly.

As expected... This man was still the same. She should not hold onto too much hope.

At night, she did not know if it was an illusion or if it was real. The man beside her paid special attention to one of her right arms. Even if he hugged her and fell asleep, he was also very careful. He didn't touch it at all, and it didn't hurt anymore. He still didn't touch her at all.

When she woke up and looked at the time, she was stunned. Why was it so late?

"It's over, I'm going to be late!" She suddenly sat up and looked at the clock pointing towards nine o'clock. Why did she sleep so soundly in his arms last night? She secretly regretted it. If she had known earlier, it would have been better for her to sleep alone.

"Take a leave of absence." A man's voice sounded from beside him.

She looked down and saw the man staring at her with his sleepy eyes.

"No..." How is that possible? When they were shopping at the supermarket yesterday, they had just met her superior, Lo Yichen. Now, he actually wanted to take leave?

Just as she was at a loss as to what to do, a familiar ringtone rang. She picked it up and saw that it was her grandfather. Why would her grandfather call her?

"If I don't answer it, I'm going to hang up." Looking at her stunned expression, Qiao Zi'ang reminded her kindly.

She hurriedly picked it up. "Hello."

"Qingyu, when are you coming to see grandpa? Speaking of which, ever since you took care of that kid in the hospital, you have never come back. Today, come back quickly. Grandpa misses you." Old Master Yao's voice was like a chain of firecrackers.

She was sweating!

"Alright, I'll go back before noon today. Save me some food!" She said to her grandfather on the other side of the phone!

"Okay, okay, okay." Old Master Yao answered repeatedly.

Although Qiao Zi'ang could not hear what Old Master Yao said, based on the answer of this little girl, he had a rough guess.

"Take a leave of absence. Let's go back." Qiao Zi'ang slept on the bed. Under his sexy collarbone was that firm chest. Wait, where was she looking?

Hearing the man's words, she nodded. "En, take a leave of absence. I'm going back to the old residence today."

Fortunately, she had already remembered Lo Yichen's phone number. Otherwise, she really did not know who to ask for a leave of absence from.

Call Lo Yichen? This man will definitely keep an eye on me when he's by my side...

After thinking for a moment, she decided to send a message. It was time for work. If he was busy, talking to someone, or having a meeting, it would be very rude for her to call him. It was safer to text him.

She edited the text with both hands and looked at her right hand, which was already ready. The back of her hand was as white as ever, and it was no longer as red as it was yesterday. She turned around happily. "Look! My hand is ready!"

Qiao Zi'ang lightly curled his lips. "En."

She shrugged and edited the message. After sending it out, she got off the bed and walked into the bathroom.

After tidying up everything, she looked at the man who was still lying on the bed. "I'll help you finish making breakfast before leaving. At noon, ask the bodyguard to buy some for you."

After saying that, she walked towards the kitchen. Before she reached the kitchen, she heard a sound from behind her.

"Don't get burned to death again. I'm still waiting to eat."

She smiled and turned her head, only to discover that the man was lying flat on the bed, sleeping on his side. She really thought that it was an illusion.

Breakfast was also very nutritious. She changed to another type of porridge: "Three-colored Chicken Porridge." There were also three types of medicine inside, along with some minced chicken and rice.

She carried the fragrant breakfast out.

"It's time to eat." She called out to the man who slowly woke up and sat up.

Qiao Zi'ang glanced at the tray in her hand and changed another dish. He also changed the appearance of the porridge. He frowned and said, "You have so many different dishes."

"Hehe..." She smiled.

"That man must be enjoying it. A woman made so much medicinal food for him!" Qiao Zi'ang said as he ate.

Why did she feel a little jealous when she heard the meaning in his words?

"Why is my Second Young Master Qiao becoming more and more jealous recently?" She blinked mischievously and did not answer his words.

Qiao Zi'ang ignored her and continued eating. "You think too much."

Yao Qingyu giggled and continued to eat.

After she finished eating and tidying up everything, she looked at the room and Qiao Zi'ang. There should not be anything that needed her help.

"Can you do it yourself? I'm leaving." As she spoke, she picked up her phone and the bag beside the table, preparing to leave.

"Mm, alright, go"

"Then remember to eat lunch at noon."

"I know, long-winded!" Qiao Zi'ang saw her walk out and shook his head. He was worried about her.